Lost in love at the beginning, I backhand her best friend

Chapter 473 With your wisdom, it’s hard for me to explain it to you.

The sun tore through the thick clouds, revealing the light.

In the water park, the lake was in full swing. Workers were setting up adventure scenes on the water, and everyone was sweating profusely.

The seemingly unattainable dream is no longer a flower in the moonlight in the mirror, but is slowly becoming a reality.

Dreams don't shine, what shines is us chasing our dreams.

Wang Zihao seemed to see 500 million waving to him, and he was very satisfied.

Spring is really here. Outside the water park, people take off their thick coats and become lighter.

"We are not engaged in pyramid schemes. What kind of brainwashing is there?" Wang Zihao said to Wen Ruiqiang while walking by the lake. "Give them more bonuses, which is better than any pie. Today's young people are not so easy to fool, first of all If you become rich, their sons will be poorer than them."

Wages cannot be adjusted randomly, there are regulations, but bonuses can.

"Lao Zhang and I are part-time workers, not rich people." Wen Ruiqiang denied that he was a rich man, and he was definitely not a rich man.

"I also work for people, at least millions of people, and I update novels for them every day," Wang Zihao said.

Zhang Fanzhi and Wen Ruiqiang were unable to complain. The former said: "I also want to work for so many people."

Wang Zihao was surprised: "Director Zhang, don't you work for the audience when you make a show? And the audience is more than millions, at least tens of millions."

Zhang Fanzhi is speechless, do I want those tens of millions of viewers?

What I want is those tens of millions of money!

"Brother Qiang, can you swim and are you afraid of water? Let's go to the lake and have a look?" Wang Zihao asked Wen Ruiqiang.

Wen Ruiqiang is tall and thin, wearing a pair of glasses. He is a storyteller.

Looking at the relatively clear lake water, he felt a little sad, thinking of the season when late summer and autumn solstice met.

That year, he walked through the door full of stories.

Four years later, in another summer when the cicadas couldn't stop singing, he quietly turned back and said goodbye to the door full of stories.

Then I left the hotel, left Yangcheng, and came to the star-studded Junsha to start a new life.

The frustration of youth is nothing. The most terrifying thing is having an unfortunate childhood.

Wen Ruiqiang had an unfortunate childhood. When he was young, his mother fell in love with another man and abandoned her husband and son.

His father lived with him when he was four or five years old. Within two years, one day, his father took him to play.

When he came outside a yard, his father pointed to the many children inside and said to him: "Go inside and play. Dad will buy you toys. I will come back to you in a while."

He listened to his father.

Since then, we have been apart for fifteen years. Every time we see that road, Wen Ruiqiang grits his teeth and says, "Thank you for sending me to the orphanage!"

When he grew up and had a successful career, one day someone brought Wen Ruiqiang a letter.

After reading it, Wen Ruiqiang burst into tears instantly.

It turned out that my father died of illness fifteen years ago.

Once, he hated his father more than his mother.

Later I found out that it was that woman who ruined his father and him.

I vaguely remember that when the woman was about to get in the car and follow the man, he cried and begged her not to leave him and his father behind.

Ugh, disgusting!

I must stand out, not for anything else but to give my father a reputation. His son is not a waste.

"Is there a life jacket? I'm afraid of water." Wen Ruiqiang asked.

The person in charge of the construction site next to Wang Zihao immediately found a life jacket.

"How deep is the lake?" Wen Ruiqiang asked as he walked onto the pontoon.

The person in charge glanced at Wang Zihao and replied: "The average is 1.2 meters, and the deepest is less than 1.3 meters. Don't worry."

Wen Ruiqiang nodded: "When doing this kind of show, we are most afraid of accidents. There were not many outdoor shows in the early years, but people would rather not do it than get into trouble."

Wang Zihao remembered a once-popular show that had no second season because someone drowned.

What a great show, many viewers want to see the stars' real bodies, in swimsuits and bikinis.

It's a pity that it was stopped, and the TV station couldn't bear the pressure. It gave people the impression that if there was an accident on this road, they closed the road and left people to find their own way out. It is not scientific at all, but there is no way.

"Don't worry, normal adults won't be drowned at this depth when recording the show, but a group of lifeguards will definitely be arranged in the water to prevent abnormal adults from getting in." Wang Zihao had already considered this.

Wu Ruiqiang was a little embarrassed. I was wearing a life jacket and holding a life preserver. Are you talking about me?

"If something goes wrong, I will be the first to take responsibility. I will take the blame." Wen Rui smiled softly.

"If you want to get rich, talk less." Wang Zihao said.

"Is it really interesting?" Wen Ruiqiang couldn't help but ask. He had never done this kind of program and didn't know the audience's G-spot.

"It depends on how you present it, how you shoot it, and what angle it is. That's your business. I'm an outsider." Wang Zihao said.

After walking around, in the evening, Wang Zihao invited a group of people to have dinner and drinks.

Fortunately, he was the eldest brother who took the lead. He said he planned to get married and have children and would not smoke or drink, so no one had any objections.

the next day.

"The Masked Singer", which has been hotly discussed for a week, has finally arrived for its premiere.

After going to the TV station to pick up Teacher Liu from school, Wang Zihao was surprised to find that Liu Piaopiao, who had disappeared for a few days, appeared at home again.

"Why are you back? You seem to have lost weight again?" Wang Zihao asked in confusion.

This girl went out to make an announcement, and only four days later, she returned to Junsha.

When she was still in school, Liu Piaopiao liked people to use these three sentences to humiliate her.

"Why are you so thin?"

“What’s the use of looking good?”

"Don't you have some bad money?"

Now, she hates people saying she is thin, good-looking, and rich.

Because this is not something she can decide by herself. The genes belong to her parents. She can’t gain weight even if she wants to, and there’s nothing she can do about losing weight.

The same goes for being good-looking, you have no choice.

As for having money, it is also family money.

She worked hard from dawn to dusk and traveled across the country.

As a result, after running for more than half a year, I found that the money I earned on my own was not as much as my old classmate who stayed at home comfortably for a few days.

God is really short-sighted, God will reward your hard work.

She felt that her and Wang Zihao's identities had been exchanged. There is a saying that a road with parents' support is a smooth road, but without the support of parents, it is a detour. By the time you get out of the detour, you are already on the highway.

Some of the announcements that Liu Piaopiao was running now were made by her mother, Su Nuan, but they were still not as good as those of her old classmates.

The old classmate worked hard on his own. Although he took a detour, he drove a sports car.

And she relied on her third sister and her parents, walking on a flat road, but it seemed like she was riding a bicycle.

From Junsha to Yanjing, bicycles can't outrun sports cars on national highways on the expressway.

"You think I want to see you? If my parents didn't dislike me, I wouldn't bother to live here." Being disliked by her parents, Liu Piaopiao confidently squatted on the floor of the living room on the second floor to pack her luggage.

"The company bus is not available today, how did you come back from South Station?" Liu Qianqian asked Liu Piaopiao. Liu Qianqian knew that Qimei was coming back by high-speed rail today.

"Take the subway!" Liu Piaopiao vomited bitterly, "I will never take the subway again. I'm so angry!"

The high-speed rail station has direct subway line 2 near Fengzhiyu.

Residents of Jinhu Mansion are even more happy. They can go to the subway station from the community and take the subway to their doorstep.

"What's wrong?" Liu Qianqian asked.

People like her almost never take the subway because they will be looked at like animals.

There are not many beauties with good looks and good figures in the subway, but it is hard to see even Liu Piaopiao, let alone one of her level.

Once you see it, you will definitely be secretly photographed.

Taking the subway today, a father and son stood in front of Liu Piaopiao, and they were talking.

She heard her father say to his son: "You are so old and can't beat your mother. When I was eleven years old, I could beat your grandma!"

After hearing this, Liu Piaopiao couldn't stand it anymore. She stood up and shouted at the father: "Is there anyone who educates children like you?"

The man was stunned and said, "My son and I were talking about badminton!"

"It's okay, a group of Diaosi looked so lustful like they had never seen beautiful women before." Liu Piaopiao said to Wang Zihao, who was looking at her.

Wang Zihao quickly looked away.

咄！

I got scolded for no reason.

"Are you stupid, not wearing a mask or a hat?" Wang Zihao said.

"My eyes are so beautiful, do I have to cover them?" Liu Piaopiao said, "I have a slim figure and a bulging front and back. How can I wear a sack?"

She just liked to confront me, so Wang Zihao ignored her.

Qimei didn't want to say it, and Liu Qianqian didn't care. Just as she was about to go back to her room, Liu Piaopiao took out a professional camera from her suitcase: "Third sister, my parents are visiting me when I go out this time, so leave it for me." This camera, your clothes look very good today, I’ll take some pictures for you.”

Liu Qianqian immediately became interested, and after asking Liu Piaopiao to take a few photos, she pulled her boyfriend over and said, "Take a few more photos of me and Zihao."

Liu Piaopiao was unwilling and unable to refuse, and asked, "Do you want side lighting, back lighting, or full lighting?"

Wang Zihao took off his coat: "I don't care, can you leave some pants for your third sister?"

Liu Qianqian pinched her boyfriend.

"Bah!" Liu Piaopiao took a few random pictures and stopped taking them.

The camera is a burden. For higher-end mobile phones, the pixels are enough.

Mom must have left it to me because she felt it was a burden.

Even my own mother treats me badly and gives me everything I don’t like and don’t want. Life is really hard!

After Liu Qianqian returned to the room, Wang Zihao did not return. Liu Piaopiao said disgustedly: "Why are you still here? Why don't you go in to find my third sister?"

Wang Zihao was speechless: "Your third sister and I live together. It's not a long-distance relationship. We see each other once a year or a few months. How can we be tired of being together 24 hours a day? What boyfriend can stand your idea?"

"Tch, when you need it, you can pee. When you don't need it, you feel disgusted just being there." Liu Piaopiao said disdainfully.

"What did you say?" Wang Zihao was surprised. This girl also has a lot of experience in dating.

I really want to ask her, was it you on the peak night?

But of course he didn't dare to ask. If it wasn't the case, she would definitely tell the third sister.

But that night it was not Liu Qianqian, so she could only eat it cold.

"I said you like the new and hate the old." Liu Piaopiao realized that she almost spilled the beans.

Wang Zihao didn’t ask any further questions. Women are all born actors.

Until now, he racked his brains and tried, but he couldn't figure out which one it was that night.

In the evening, after dinner, Wang Zihao, Liu Qianqian and Liu Piaopiao sat on the sofa in the living room on the second floor and watched TV.

If Liu Piaopiao was not here, the two of them would watch TV in the room, which was comfortable and even more cozy.

Liu Piaopiao is here, so it's hard to leave her alone.

Liu Piaopiao's occasional intrusion can add some color to the ordinary life.

Wang Zihao and Liu Piaopiao despised each other most of the time, but they became more and more accustomed to each other's life. Without such an enemy, life seemed not so colorful.

Without it, one would be able to rant unscrupulously and trash the other party.

For example, Wang Zihao could not and would not say "get out" to Xu Meili or Liu Qianqian, but it was different for Liu Piaopiao. He would not feel any psychological burden if he stepped on her.

"Why don't you let me participate in "The Masked Singer"?" Liu Piaopiao felt worried again while playing with her mobile phone and watching TV.

"You are too popular now, so stay away to avoid too much trouble." Wang Zihao answered for his girlfriend.

"I'm not afraid of a lot of right and wrong. No matter what the trolls say, I'm not afraid." Liu Piaopiao was very worried.

Wang Zihao sneered: "You are not afraid of the company. It is not easy to cultivate an artist. Do you think it is an accident that you can become the traffic queen now?"

"Isn't luck the majority factor?" Liu Piaopiao said unconvinced.

We can't let the company's boss take all the credit, as this will put pressure on her contract.

"With your wisdom, it's hard for me to explain it to you." Wang Zihao said.

"With your wisdom, it's difficult for you to explain it clearly to me." Liu Piaopiao retorted.

"If you're still not convinced, do you want to compare your ability to make money with me?" Wang Zihao asked.

Liu Piaopian suddenly felt a little discouraged. She was now starting to cash out, but the third sister's company, a black-hearted intermediary, had made too much money.

It would be great if she could make 20 million in her pocket this year.

As for old classmates, it is possible to sell copyrights and other things for 20 million yuan after tax in a single month.

"Shading the Sky" is finished, but it seems that the income will not decrease much in the short term.

Some readers save books and wait until they are finished before reading them.

The channel royalties of "Dou Po" have been explosive, and the income is no less than that of "Zha Tian".

The royalties for "Ghost Blows Out the Lamp" are less, but he is also a member of the 100,000-subscription club. Adding in income from channels, his monthly income is 70,000 to 800,000 yuan.

"I always feel that your job is more profitable than smuggling and selling arms. I can't understand it." Liu Piaopiao said in frustration.

Other classics, with less than a million words, only cost around 20 yuan.

One million words of your vulgar writing costs at least thirty yuan.

There are even people who have a lot of money and change novels every day to reward them. One reward is 10,000 or 100,000 yuan.

"Don't despise online literature. There is a market for both color films and color texts. Some people are willing to pay to watch them. The contents are the same and come and go in the same way. There are not many tricks to play. My third sister and I Look...ah~" Wang Zihaozheng said, taking a breath of cold air, and his thigh was pinched hard by his girlfriend.

"Watch TV carefully, the show is about to start!" Liu Qianqian said angrily, if you don't hold me back, will I watch it?

On TV, after a commercial, "The Masked Singer" officially premiered.

(End of this chapter)